What happens when an intercontinental ballistic missile is launched from the plains of Nebraska to annihilate Beijing?
How come it deliberately returns to American soil killing over 4,500 people on Mother’s Day instead?
Who is in control of The United States’ nuclear arsenal?
More importantly, why is a CIA Special Operations Group’s mission in Lebanon being sabotaged?
Targeted Age Group:: 13-85
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
What is the greatest weapon every developed by mankind? Who has them?
How can they be used for good?
What happens when things go wrong with an intercontinental ballistic missile?
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
To help an audience identify with characters, 2 of them arrived – one positive and the other negative. Then to support the themes of teamwork, love, independence and hatred they were molded around them so as to enhance and lift the story.
Walter and officer four sprinted into the command center. The three other officers were on the phones. Walter jumped into his seat and threw on his headset as the streams of data on his monitors flowed into his mind. His Deputy Command Officer hung up the phone.
‘Nice of you to grace us with your presence sir.’ Said his deputy.
Walter’s training took him straight past the comment. After the last eighteen years and two drills per day, Walter’s reactions were robotic.
‘Launch approved by National Military Command Center?’ asked Walter.
‘And verified via US STRATCOM.’ Snapped his deputy. ‘We’re at Defense Condition One, where have you been?’
Walter’s eyes lay inside his monitor. He spotted the trajectory of ICBM K-04 heading for China. He read the flight time elapsed was 48 seconds. He calculated twenty nine minutes to impact and just over two minutes before this LGM 30G Minuteman III intercontinental ballistic missile exited the atmosphere. Walter was on cue and remained firm with his deputy.
‘Missileers received Emergency Action Message?’ Questioned Walter.
His deputy looked over at him. ‘The bird is in the air sir…’
‘Missileers received the Emergency Action Message?’ Snapped Walter cutting him off.
‘Message received. Launch authorization codes were verified and confirmed genuine. Second LCC confirmed.’ Said his deputy.
‘Do we have a launch detection from anywhere else in the world?’ Asked Walter.
His deputy looked at officer three. Officer three shook his head. The deputy raised his eyebrow.
‘Negative sir.’ Said the third officer.
And that was it.
Procedure had been followed. No one had missed their mark. The intercontinental ballistic missile had been ordered to strike at Beijing at the request of the President of the United States of America. His Secretary of Defense, Andy Richard Faber, would have concurred under the two man rule. Next, the order to launch would have come from Admiral Matthew George Clay, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. From there, the order ran through the National Military Command Center inside the Pentagon and an Emergency Action Message would have been generated and sent out to US STRATCOM in Offutt Air Force Base, south of Omaha in Nebraska.
From there the Emergency Action Message would have been sent to a pre-designated Launch Control Center, fifty five feet under the ground containing two missileers, who would have verified that the launch order was valid by comparing the authorization code in the launch order against a Sealed Authenticator code. This would have been concurred by a separate Launch Control Center and the missileers would have acted upon their orders.
Walter sat in his chair in disbelief.
‘Something happen in China in the last twenty four hours I don’t know about?’ Asked Walter.
The four other officers were silent.
‘Okay boys, we should be looking for launch detection from our fellas across the Pacific. Keep your eyes open.’
He stared over at his deputy. His deputy met his stare. Walter looked over the entire command center and all of its monitors and then back at his desk. He looked at his phone on the right-hand side of the cubicle. A phone built for one purpose. It was only used during drills but was a direct communications line to the President and Secretary of Defense.
Walter stared hard at it. His mind raced with mixed thoughts. If it didn’t ring it meant that somewhere between two and three million people in Beijing would die in about thirty minutes. If it did, then something had gone wrong.
He sat there. He had followed procedure beat by beat and now it was over. His mind had its first chance to run free as the robot inside of him retreated. Why were we attacking China? His mind told him that he was not permitted to ask that question, just follow protocol. But it couldn’t stop. Was the United States really at DEFCON 1? Never in its history had this happened. DEFCON 2 during the Cuban Missile Crisis and the Gulf War for sure but never DEFCON 1. His adrenalin started to flow and his heart began to pump a little faster. He grabbed his pen and jabbed it into his forearm. A little bit of blood trickled out but more importantly to Walter, pain registered in his brain.
The phone rang.
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